through the dark road

Chapter 395

In the swirling sand and dust, the three figures alternately attacked at a high frequency. Sparks shot out from the clash of gold and iron, or the flames of various skills, kept flickering in the wind and sand, and the intensity of the battle was beyond compare. Everyone's surprise.

Almost everyone thought that the assassin would adopt a delaying strategy and continue to harass Youdou until the paladin's spiritual power was unsustainable.

However, Chakrias seemed to be getting more and more excited, and spared no effort in attacking. Most of the people present could see the potential flaws of the paladins, but he turned a blind eye and focused on the head-on battle.

"This person...although he belongs to Virgil's side, he really can't be hated..." Mo Bei showed a wry smile on his face, expressing his strange feeling in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this sentence resonated with the friends. They all felt that this assassin had never been aggressive or cunning except for his outstanding combat power since he came on the field.

Compared with Alvin, who beats people into pieces as soon as he enters the field, this person looks more like he is here to take part in a friendly competition. . .

But no matter what calculations the opponent has, the final victory must not fall on their heads, otherwise so many gold coins are won away, Perona must be impatient. . .

The rhythm of the battle is like an ever-accelerating drumbeat, and the offense and defense are becoming more and more dizzying.In the eyes of some job-changers, the battle situation on the field is already overwhelmed, and those ordinary craftsmen are really just watching the fun, no matter who has the upper hand, anyway, if there is a collision on the field, there will be a riot among the crowd. There were bursts of warm cheers and hello.

As if there was no limit, Chakrias continued to increase the frequency of attacks. After more than ten rounds, he directly crushed the Paladin's defense.

Even though he was knocked to the ground, the Paladin's loss was actually not ugly. Compared with being defeated after exhausting his mental power, the opponent has already given him enough respect.

In a room by the side of the square, the gloom finally disappeared on Virgil's fat face, and he smiled heartily.

In his opinion, Chakrias is showing his absolute crushing strength, and the ever-increasing pace of attack is also increasing the invisible pressure in everyone's heart, but he still prefers the pleasure brought by the instant victory just now, It would be better if you hit harder.

Thinking of this, he felt a faint dissatisfaction with the second son in his heart, always feeling that this child has become not very obedient.

However, this did not affect his current elated mood.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he also felt that the various decisions he had made before were simply walking with the donkey and stepping on the dung. During this time, he was almost depressed by Conrad.

Now it's finally time to counterattack, why not make him feel happy! ?

He thought it would be great if the people from Borg were here, then he would have double the happiness!

He moved his head closer to the window and looked in the direction of those people from the Chamber of Commerce and Trade. Although he couldn't see clearly, he still let out a sharp laugh.

Thinking of those people sending the little girl from Rodney's family on the stage, not only did not please them, but also made a big fool of themselves in public, I really wanted to see the expressions on those people's faces.

On the other side of the square, seeing this unsurprising ending, Mo Bei straightened up and stretched his arms, and took out his spiritual shield and Akali's space blade Bone Series from the inventory.

He was wearing the standard helmet and armor of the Conrad family, and the gloves and shoes were replaced by the Immortal King, but the overall appearance was basically the same as the one he had shown during this period.

Chakrias was still waiting in the field, but at this time the guards and craftsmen on Conrad's side were very silent, and no one could be seen preparing for battle.

When these people thought that the huge final reward would fall into the hands of others, just as Virgil had predicted at the beginning, they were indeed very frustrated, especially since their patriarch was the one who spent the most money, and such a result was even more embarrassing.

Many people turned their heads to look at a rooftop, as if they wanted to find the bear druid who once pushed the atmosphere to a frenzy and also showed the attitude of winning the championship. Ease the frustration in your heart at this time.

However, they saw a figure in the standard armor of the pro-guards lining up the crowd, striding towards the square with his head held high.

Someone else is playing!
The crowd immediately set off a wave of excited cheers!

Mo Bei's blazing aura brought them a strong contagion, as if every step he took could dissipate the slumped emotions a little bit. Up to now, no participant has shown such a powerful performance when he enters the field. self-confidence!

"what..."

Sensing the resurgent atmosphere outside, Virgil couldn't help but sneered after seeing the situation clearly, but the expression on his face was somewhat pleasantly surprised.

He was actually not satisfied with the effect of the previous morale blow. After all, Chakrias had only won three games in a row, and his methods were not violent enough. It was far from enough to establish a frightening image.

Since there are still people who are willing to go up to deliver food, that would be great.The more emotionally agitated those people are now, the stronger the negative impact will be.

Mo Bei walked quickly halfway, then raised the shield in his left hand, and after a slight tremor, he opened a transparent barrier of holy light, strode on the wind, and his momentum climbed again, even Chakrias felt a powerful force in the field Feeling of pressure, eyelids trembled slightly.

How many people would have to be killed to carry this suffocating aura. . . .

Chakrias suddenly thought of Lakis, the commander-in-chief of the three armies in the era of Emperor Tassara, as recorded in the history book of Kejistan.

This is an indescribable feeling, no matter how many monsters are killed, it may not produce this kind of aura deterrence against the same kind.

The large-scale slaughter among humans has long been a history, and he doesn't understand why there is a person who gives him this feeling here.

This energy is locked on his body, but the others don't have such a strong feeling. They only know that the next battle should not disappoint them.

"Kyle, Mordres."

Mo Bei stood still on the field, pointed the blade of space obliquely at the ground and saluted as a knight, and threw out his current pseudonym in a calm voice, but intended to ask the other party's identity.

"Chakrias, Virgil."

"Happy to meet."

The corner of Mo Bei's mouth raised slightly, and the other party's family name didn't surprise him much, because such a guess had already been made.But when he heard the name, he had to change his style of play.

He raised the blade in his hand and pointed at Chakrias, and continued:

"But I'm sorry, I can't give you the same respect for this battle."

"Huh?" Chakrias raised his brows slightly, feeling that the other party's words were a little thoughtless.

"Dawei...Tianlong."

As the voice fell, a beam of thunder that was as bright as a sky sword pierced through the howling wind and sand, and fell on Chakrias with a "boom" in the instant of blinking.

At this time, Mo Bei was basically sure of his guess, and he had a good guess about Vergil's plan, so he had to defeat his opponent in the most straightforward way, so as to discourage the opponent's morale!

(End of this chapter)